nagpurpolice Chapter 22 The Ashes Warband
Chapter 22 The Ashes Warband
At the beginning of the battle.
Xia Tong then used the mental connection to tell Kurara to prepare for battle and begin brewing venom.
For elite monsters with high health and defense, the continuous corrosive effect of venom is often the most effective method.
Zizizi!
The purplish-red venom was splashed onto the Night Cavalry, sending up plumes of white smoke.
When the forelegs of the funeral horse touched the ground again.
The Night Rider yanked the reins hard, ignoring the excruciating pain from the corrosive substance, his eyes bloodshot, and charged toward the blood-red jellyfish that was spitting venom!
This time, the black cavalry flail in his hand dragged on the ground.
The heavy, black, barbed iron ball plowed deep furrows into the ground!
The distance was too far, and Xia Tong couldn't save her in time!
The Night Cavalry moved with incredible speed, their eyes blazing with fury, the heavy clatter of their hooves sounding like a death knell.
At this moment, among Xia Tong's ashes, there were still two Grek soldiers.
One held a crossbow and carried a long sword on his back; the other held a kite-shaped shield and a sword in his left hand.
Emergency moment.
The Grek soldier, wielding a large shield, moved quickly toward the blood-red jellyfish like a loyal guardian.
He gripped the shield with both hands and slammed it hard onto the ground.
Boom!
The large shield landed on the ground; it was a defensive instinct ingrained in his bones during his lifetime.
Another crossbowman raised his crossbow again and kept firing at the Night Rider, trying to disrupt his charge.
Meanwhile, Xia Tong spurred his horse and charged away!
Hang in there!
A mere dozen meters is nothing to the night cavalry charging at full speed; it's over in an instant.
Waaah—!
He raised the heavy cavalry flail high, and using the momentum of the horse, he slammed the flail down heavily onto the large shield of the Grik soldier!
boom!
A loud bang.
The Grik soldier was struck as if by a battering ram; the immense impact sent him flying, his feet leaving the ground, and he stumbled back three steps before crashing heavily into the Soul Jellyfish behind him.
Fortunately, the soul jellyfish has a soft body and floats in the air, acting as a cushion to alleviate the enormous impact force.
Otherwise, the soldier's spine would have broken.
The first strike failed.
The night cavalryman pulled on the reins again, controlling his warhorse to circle in place.
He raised the heavy black flail and swung it around like a whirlwind, wanting to deliver another blow!
"Don't even think about it!"
At this moment, the three stray wolves had already arrived.
They pounced on the horse without regard for their own lives and began tearing at its legs!
Awoo! Awoo!
All three of the horse's legs were grabbed hard and pulled backward.
Blood flowed down the hind legs of the funeral horse, which neighed incessantly, losing its balance from the pain and nearly collapsing to its knees.
............
Beside the ruins in the distance.
The wandering merchant, Moen, was also keeping a close eye on the area.
Beside him, Elena, though unable to see, listened intently with her ear tilted to the side.
Her eyelashes trembled slightly, revealing a look of worry and fear.
"Is he your husband?" Moen suddenly asked.
"Ah! No! No!"
Elena blushed and quickly waved her hand in denial.
"Mr. Moen, how is the battle going?"
"This warrior's opponent is the Night Rider... He seems to be handling it with incredible ease."
"Moen sighed."
"Night Riders? What are those? Mr. Moen, could you tell me about them?"
Moen took a sip of his drink and said slowly:
"We don't know where these Night Riders come from."
"Ever since I was stationed in front of the walls of Moen City, I have often seen him patrolling here at night on his funeral horse. I once greeted him timidly, but he ignored me, though he never showed me any malice."
"Sometimes, I even see him casually eliminate some vicious bastards."
At this point, a hint of confusion appeared in Moen's eyes:
"I just don't know why... when he saw this warrior, he showed such strong malice and murderous intent."
"ah?!"
Elena became even more worried.
In her view, both ordinary winged hybrids and the more powerful scaled hybrids were terrifying monsters.
It often takes two trained guards to barely deal with a bastard.
These mixed-race individuals were easily wiped out by the Night Cavalry in front of them!
How strong must this cavalryman be?
"Don't worry too much. The Lady Xia Tong you see isn't as weak as you think."
Melina whispered words of comfort from the side.
But her single eye remained fixed on the battlefield, her fingers slightly clenched.
......
In the center of the battlefield.
"hateful!"
Seeing the lone wolf that had been smashed to the ground by the Night Rider's hammer, Xia Tong felt a sharp pain in her head.
The mental connection of that lone wolf has now become extremely weak.
The Night Rider's hammer blow had inflicted tremendous damage on the lone wolf, almost caved it in, and wisps of spiritual light spilled from its mouth.
However, it still struggled to stand up and continued fighting, baring its teeth.
the other side.
The forked hand axes in the hands of the two fanged imps were still dripping with blood.
When the hind legs of the funeral horse were firmly gripped by the wolves, the two cunning little creatures took the opportunity to leave several deep, bone-revealing wounds.
The flowing blood stained the black gauze that fluttered in the wind outside the warhorse.
"It looks like this funeral horse is about to meet its own end."
Xia Tong thought to herself.
The reason this Night Rider is so difficult to deal with is because of his high mobility.
His high mobility was due to the funeral horse he rode.
However, at this moment, the funeral horse had multiple injuries and its agility was noticeably reduced.
This time, Xia Tong rode the Torret, seized the opportunity, and charged forward fiercely with his spear in hand!
Using the speed of his horse, he thrust his spear into the back of the Night Cavalryman.
But the Night Cavalry were not fools.
He immediately gave his horse a light kick to the belly, turned the horse around, and tried to use the last burst of power to get away from Xia Tong's ash battle group.
Once he gets entangled with these ashes and has to face the aggressive Xia Tong, he will only be beaten to death!
"You're just going to run away like this? Don't you feel ashamed as someone under Montgomery's command?!"
Xia Tong shouted from behind, trying to humiliate him to quell the hatred.
But the Night Cavalry paid no heed and simply accelerated to increase the distance between them.
The Grik soldier with the crossbow knelt on the ground, occasionally firing a few arrows for long-range harassment.
Suddenly, Xia Tong noticed that the Night Cavalry had not fled downhill, but had turned around and charged uphill!
Xia Tong's original plan was to stay on the high ground, which would effectively limit the mobility of the Night Cavalry.
After all, if cavalry charges from below, they will definitely consume some speed and stamina.
And now, he's actually taking the initiative to seize the high ground!
"not good!"
Xia Tong's expression changed.
"Torret, follow him! Don't let him get away!"
The Bone Ashes Battle Group followed closely behind Xia Tong.
Only the Soul Jellyfish moved relatively slowly, but it still tried its best to float and keep up.
The other ashes did not fall into it, but instead slowly formed a protective circle.
The Soul Jellyfish was in the middle, while two Grik soldiers held shields and crossbows, always facing the direction of the Night Riders.
The Night Cavalry's speed increased.
He only managed to stop when he reached the edge of the woodland above.
Herod!
He turned his horse around and looked down at Xia Tong, who was chasing after him.
The cavalry flail in his hand began to spin rapidly, making a whooshing sound.
Then, like a chariot descending a mountain, he charged back at Xia Tong once more!
Unstoppable!
The cavalry flail's long shaft and black iron ball were connected by three thick chains.
The three chains clanged and clattered as the iron ball moved rapidly in a circular motion.
The Night Rider was truly enraged; he wished he could smash this despicable fader to death with a single blow.
Although Xia Tong fought with increasing ferocity, he did not foolishly choose to charge head-on when he saw the Night Cavalry charging towards him using gravitational potential energy.
Because I am currently below, while the other side is above.
His speed was already slower than that tall funeral horse, so if he were to engage in a head-on collision from below, he would only be suppressed or even knocked away!
So he cleverly turned his horse around and retreated towards his own ash-covered battle group!
"Kurara, get ready!"
Xia Tong shouted from horseback.
In mid-air, the blood-red jellyfish, its body completely crimson, began to twitch again, brewing a second burst of venom.
The Grik soldier wielding the large shield remained loyally at the forefront of the ranks, his shield poised.
10 meters!
6 meters!
3 meters!
Three meters away from the ash battle group.
The enormous funeral horse, surprisingly, leaped high into the air with all four hooves!
Leap Attack!
At the same time, the flail in the hands of the Night Rider swung rapidly in the air, and with the terrifying momentum of the fall, it slammed down hard on the Grek soldier below who was holding a shield!
boom!
A sickeningly loud popping sound.
The sturdy kite-shaped shield in the hands of the Grik soldier shattered instantly!
It already had cracks from the first blow, and this time it was smashed into several pieces!
The Grik soldier behind the shield didn't even utter a sound before spitting out blood and flying backward!
The situation took a sharp turn for the worse!